"....it is expedient for us, that one man should die for
the people, and that the whole nation perish not." John 11:50)

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Legend Of The Raindrop

The legend of the raindrop
Has a lesson for us all
As it trembled in the Heavens
Questioning if it should fall


For the glistening raindrop argued
By the genie of the sky
I am beautiful and lovely
As a sparkle here on high


And hanging here I will become
Part of the rainbow's hue
And I'll shimmer like a diamond
For all the world to view


But the genie told the raindrop
Why do you hesitate to go?
For you will be more beautiful
If you fall to earth below


For you will sink into the soil
And be lost awhile from sight
But when you reappear on earth
You will be looked upon with delight


For you will be the raindrop
That quenched the thirsty ground
And helped the lovely flowers
To blossom all around


And in your resurrection
You'll appear in queenly clothes
With the beauty of the sky
And the fragrance of the rose


For there is nothing lost
Or eternally neglected
For everything God ever made
Is always resurrected


So trust God's all wise wisdom
And doubt the Father never
For in His Heavenly Kingdom
There is nothing lost forever

Author Unknown










Time Is So Precious, Lord

Where does each day go?
So fast, like a mountain stream
So past, like a distant dream;
So lost, before we know;
So time seems to flow.


Lord, time is so precious.
I need time to get things right,
To sort myself out, to understand.
To get it all together, to see your hand.


Yet I start here, here and now,
This very moment, little by little,
Stone by stone, as a wall is laid.
So thought by thought my prayer is prayed.
And prayer by prayer my hope is made.


Lord, please give me the gift of time.


Author Unknown










ry eaves

The old man's hair gleamed white at dusk
As strolling through the dying elms
He thought, How like dry leaves this husk
Is left when we change realms.


The woods made death a sacred thing
As dry leaves toward cremation rushed
To calmly face life's final sting
While all the trees stood hushed.


The whispering wind in reverent song
Of benediction few would hear
Moaned and bore dry leaves along
A swirling, unseen bier.


The old man ceased his shuffling pace,
Ashamed at having roughly trod
So disrespectfully the face
Of dry leaves in the sod.


But Autumn didn't seem to care
If he paid his respects and stayed
To lift his hat from hoary hair
As life and dry leaves fade.


For always at this time of year
When bitter north winds start to cry
And Jack Frost grips the ground like fear
Dry leaves and old men die.


And somehow no one seemed to note
His absence on the street that day
As worn and tattered as his coat
Upon dry leaves he lay.

written by Rocky Denton
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